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"Glad to see you safely back, Captain Weaver," cried Miss Acton.,"So you're back at last, are you?" she addressed Billy, crossly. "Thought you'd never come. I've been waitin' on that sugar an' stuff fer two hours er more. Now, you go into the pantry and get somethin' to eat, while I unpack this basket. I know you must be nigh starved.","That suits me, Jacobs. Go on.",It was nearly noon when Billy, bending beneath a load of wild ducks, came up the path to the cottage. Stanhope, reading his step, groped his way out to meet him. "Ho, Billy Boy," he cried, holding out his hands.,"You don't tell me, Willium! Why then, salts is jest what he needs. I'll wake him up an' give 'em to him.",Elgin was about to answer when he caught a gasp from the watchers on the road. "Teacher's comin'!" went forth the cry.,Then it was that Croaker, gripping the glasses in one black claw, burst into a cry of joyful recognition.,"Oh, he's been raisin' high jinks with Ma ag'in," explained Billy. "He will get his claws full o' dirt an' pigeon-toe along her line of clean clothes, as soon as her back's turned.","Elgin Scraff," spoke up Billy, promptly.,The boys gazed at each other and Maurice's chuckle echoed Billy's, although it was raspy and hoarse.,"Yes. And she rejected him with the peremptoriness which I should have expected in her.",Two weeks had passed since the robbery of the Twin Oaks store and that which he and Maurice had planned to do towards finding the Scroggie will and capturing the thieves had, through dire necessity, been abandoned. Sickness had claimed Maurice just when he was most needed. For days Billy had lived a sort of trancelike existence; had gone about acting queerly, refusing his meals and paying little attention to anybody or anything..